Night-time Weir

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Why does my soul shiver?

Reaching out into the night smog

Sensing the terror of rain and fog

Feelings of sheer agony and fear.

 

But why do I always fear?

For beauty is nearby from here:

The river flowing, as weeping tears

Crying out across the cascading weir!

 

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